[HP] Professional blasting for 20 years

The Christmas ball hosted by Professor Slughorn is coming soon, and Hermione has been in a bad mood these days because Ron and Lavender are in love.

Simo looked at Hermione and said softly, "Have you decided who to join with?"

"No." Hermione scowled.

Simo leaned her body against the bookshelf, she said slowly: "Harry has invited Luna, I don't know who to invite, but Ron seems to want to go very much"

Hermione was taken aback, she turned her face away, and said sullenly: "Then you invite him."

Simo grabbed her hand and said softly, "Hermione, I know what you're thinking, I'm your best friend."

Hermione bit her lip, and she took a deep breath, trying not to let her tears fall:

"But he doesn't understand at all. He always likes to be self-righteous."

Simo tilted her head, and she murmured: "Actually, there are some things that I don't understand." She clenched her fingers tightly and said, "Hermione, I'm also very sad."

...............

Simo invited Neville to go with her, and Neville was very happy. He sighed all the way: "I didn't expect that I could also participate."

Simo burst out laughing, picked up a glass of wine casually, took a few sips slowly, and did not speak.

Neville soon went dancing with Luna, and the two seemed to be chatting very speculatively.

Simo looked at Harry who was sitting on the sofa with her, and sighed helplessly: "Your female companion abducted my male companion."

Harry pushed his glasses and said with a smile, "Wrong, it was your male partner who abducted my female partner."

With that he stood up and held out a hand:

"As compensation, can you dance with me?"

Simo blinked, and she put her hand in Harry's, "Barely."

The two slowly stepped onto the dance floor, and Simo looked at Harry and sighed, "I find that you always like to stare at Ginny recently."

Harry was taken aback, and quickly denied it with some embarrassment: "How is it possible, Simo. Don't talk nonsense!"

Simo slightly raised the corners of her mouth and elongated her voice: "Ginny is so beautiful and interesting, and there are so many people who like her, why are you hesitating?"

"But..." Harry sighed, "You know."

Simo burst out laughing, her hand rested on Harry's shoulder, and she was so happy that she almost couldn't straighten up: "That fellow Ron still has the nerve to take care of you, kissing me and me with Lavender every day."

..............

But at this moment, a sharp voice suddenly pierced the noise of the party, "Get your dirty hands away, you squib."

Draco was dragged by Filch's collar and walked towards this side.

"Professor Slughorn," Filch said wheezingly, the flesh on his jaw twitching, and the goldfish's eyes flashed with that crazy light that catches students mischievous,

"I found this boy hiding in the upstairs hallway, he said he was invited by you"

Draco wrenched free from Filch's grip, looking distraught.

"Okay, I wasn't invited," he said angrily, "I want to break in, are you happy?"

Simo looked over blankly, Draco's eyes were obviously tired, and his skin was obviously a little gray.The whole person looks a little sick.

Simo felt her heart being torn apart, and she could feel the eyes of people around her looking at Draco with more or less sarcasm and pity.

I don't know why even her heart hurts.

He is such a proud person, but he has reached such a humiliating step.

At this time, Draco's eyes suddenly turned to Simo.

He seemed taken aback.

Seymour's hand was still on Harry's shoulder.

Then Draco quickly withdrew his gaze expressionlessly.

"I will send this student out." Snape's voice was still emotionless.

"Yes, Professor." Draco said slowly, looking into Snape's eyes.

............

The dance party once again resumed its hustle and bustle,

Harry whispered to Simo, "I'll go out and have a look."

He quietly left the hall.

Knowing that Harry had followed Draco, Simo leaned back on the sofa and watched the couple dance on the dance floor.

The toasts were staggered, and those graceful dancing postures turned into distorted silhouettes in the wine glass in her hand.

She stood up a little tired, and then quietly left the ball.

Ximo walked quietly in the corridor, pulled hard, and the hair that had been coiled instantly fell off and fell over her shoulders.

She brushed her messy curly hair back along her forehead, the cold air pricked her skin a little sorely.

At this moment, she suddenly saw Draco coming down the stairs.

His expression was tense and he didn't say a word. He was tired and sick, but his gray-blue eyes were burning with an emotion that Simo couldn't understand.

Simo didn't speak, but just moved out of the way for him.

Draco passed by her, he paused, and suddenly said coldly; "Why did you come out, didn't you have a good time dancing with the savior?"

Simo was taken aback for a moment, she felt that her hands began to tremble a little, and she felt that she could no longer think.Simo didn't know why she felt a fire burning in her heart instantly.

The effects of alcohol made her dizzy.

Seymour turned around abruptly, throwing Draco against the wall.

Draco hardly had time to react, the top of his head with the fragrance had already brushed his chin, and the two were very close.

Simo's breath had sprayed on his neck, itching, making his whole body hot.

Draco's face was indescribably shocked, he was stiff and motionless, looking at the girl in front of him in disbelief.

Her light-brown hair had fallen to her shoulders, disheveled and lazy,

The skin is fair, but there seems to be an abnormal blush,

The corners of the ruddy lips did not smile as before, but were tightly pressed together.

Her eyes seemed to be flickering with tears.

"What are you doing!" Draco said angrily, his face had become flustered: "Damn it, are you drinking?"

Simo didn't know what she was doing, she stood on tiptoe and kissed Draco.

Draco's pupils constricted instantly, soft lips grazed the corner of his mouth, and his heart began to beat abnormally.

Draco grabbed Simo's wrist, and before Simo could react, the world was spinning, and she was pressed against the wall by Draco.

He lowered his head and kissed Simo fiercely.

Simo's mind was completely blank, her hand unconsciously stroked Draco's back, and the thin back stretched into a straight line.

She felt her tears trickle down into the slightly aggressive kiss.

...........

Draco let go of his hand. He looked at Simo and opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say. He lowered his arms after a while, and his voice returned to indifference: "You're drunk, I'll take you home."

Simo looked at him, with tears in her eyes, she suddenly laughed at herself: "No, you are drunk."

Then she turned and ran away.

The scorching heat just now turned into cold air in an instant, Draco looked at the direction of Simo running away, and clenched his fingers

The author has something to say: This chapter is considered sweet. .pair of fingers